Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

The bedroom where Agatara's great lord, Marga-Asr, lays ill, was ahead of him as he ascended the maze of the Great Spiritual Palace to the upper levels. I mean, it's a heavenly place. Unlike the lower level, where the spacious passage was intricately intertwined, the corridor continued to be easy to understand when it came to the upper level, and if we reached that point, we seemed to be able to proceed to your chamber without getting lost. Regardless, from a defensive point of view, the Willeds were waiting halfway through the aisle, and from time to time, they called Serk off and listened to him jealously.

Each time, Serk called it hope to still show Elina and save Agatara. It wasn't exaggeration or anything, he seemed to really believe that. No, you want to believe it. In fact, if you think about it in Serk's shoes, you can't help but think about it.

The dragon spp kicked me, treated me vegan, and searched around for more hope. If that doesn't lead to an improvement in the medical condition of Marga-Asr, we have to despair. Still, you won't give up, but you'll lose your temper, and you'll lose hope. In Agatara, your presence is apparently comparable to that of the goddess of war.

Currently, my liver was cold just to imagine what would happen if the goddess of war were lost from Lyohan. It's impossible, such as losing Faria, but if that happens, Lyohan will lose order and turn into a desperate capital where chaos and frenzy will travel. So far, a city called Lyohan is too dependent on the goddess of war, the goddess of the present. In an effort to improve that situation, which was too much left to others, the predecessors of the Goddess of War made a human proclamation and left it to the management of the Mountain Protection Conference, but had to return to the reign of the Goddess of War centre again because of the "Great Destruction”. It took decades to create a city backed by an absolute goddess of war. Removing the dependence on the goddess of war from the centre of civic thought will require the same or more years. Perhaps it will not be possible just for Faria's sake, and we will have to spend generations, slowly encouraging the independence of our citizens. Of course it is, if it is necessary to change the presence of Lyohan, the apex of the goddess of war, and if it is good to remain a city centered on the goddess of war, then nothing needs to be changed. And so far, there is nothing dissatisfied with that, rather, because we can live in peace with the presence of the goddess of war, there can be no such thing as problems.

Lyohan can stay put if he is to shrink the strain on the goddess of war himself.

Agatara, perhaps, has the same problem.

Eventually, as we approached the top of the heavenly guard, Willeds, dressed in luxurious outfits, waited in a large room. The sumptuousness of the costume must indicate the ranking of what it was wearing, and the gorgeous outfit sewn in silver thread seemed to reflect human culture in colour. Willedo, dressed in a silver thread costume, is three. None of them, no less resilient than Serk's, but sitting on the floor, made them uncompressed. However, Miliu had to concentrate his consciousness because those Imperial Devil's red and disastrous eyes would not hesitate to throw his gaze at him. Otherwise, he would be conscious of the signs peculiar to the Imperial Demon and would be going mad.

And when Serk went forth before Willedo the three, he was there.

"As a martial minister, the people on your side are one, Serk. Return with Agatara's Hope"

"I'm listening. Well done. Back."

The whole of Willedo, the skinniest Willedo in the center, still used human language to labor Serk. Apparently, in Agatara, we talk more in a common language than we use Willedo's language. That is also evident from Serk's conversation with other Willedos to this point. It was something Miliu just couldn't understand why he embraced human culture so much. If you're in the opposite position, you don't have to wonder. There is no way that humans can accept the culture of the Imperial Devil. For to man, the Imperial Demon is only an invader from another world. Besides, humans and Imperial Demons were very different. At least, I've never heard of Willeds on earth building cities like Agatara and imitating humans.

I could never have imagined Willedo embracing human culture and living just as he did.

"Could it be Serk? Is it true that the human being there is Agatara's hope?

"Uhm."

Serk nodded vigorously at Willedo, who was slightly skinny. Apparently, I can see that the position is reciprocal. The skinny Willedo against narrowed his eyes of the monster itself and glanced at Serk. There is doubt in the red and cloudy light.

"You're human, aren't you? Do you think I can trust you?"

"It's definitely human. But Lord Elina reached out to me with his dying wounds. Its healing and shiatsu powers are essentially different from our magic. Maybe he'll cure your illness."

"Wait. Did you say you were seriously wounded dying right now?

"Uhm."

"Because so much skill is dying?

The skinny Willedo question was the best. The Milius knew that it was because Serk had been hit by the Willeds of Ende, but they had been stopped about it. When I brought up the Ende thing, it meant that it was because the story could be confusing and stalled, and the Milius had honestly followed it. I don't know anything else about Ende, so I don't have a reason to say it. As for Miloo, he wants to clear this issue and return to Lyohan as soon as possible.

"... we'll talk about that later. First, I want you to treat Dae-jun as soon as you can. As soon as possible, as soon as a second, I must make you feel better. I bet it is, Delk."

"... Hmm. I understand what you're saying. And we can't let those who have saved Uno from the abyss of death get in the way just because he's human. More importantly, like Uno, your recovery is the only way to save Agatara. If so, we can't do anything about it."

"Do you understand?"

"However, we will accompany and keep an eye on the place of treatment. Okay?"

"That's natural. I'm not saying I don't believe in Lord Elina's arms, but I'm going to watch. Do you mind?"

"Uh... yes"

Elina's reaction to Serk's inquiry was full of tension. Naturally. Agatara's future has been described as resting on her shoulders. There is no way that Elina, who now understands the gravity of the matter, will not be dominated by anxiety and tension. Milu wrapped his thin, supple hands around her hands as she turned back to Elina. And wait for her to look back, then tell her.

"You'll be nervous, but you'll be fine. As usual, do it well. You're my best disciple, and you're the greatest armed summoner in the world."

"Master...... yes! Best of all, let me hit the cure!

Seeing Elina blow her anxiety in an instant and smile all over her face, Miliu felt the anxiety in her also go away. Elina has that power. Should it be called a tremendous influence? One of her words and actions changes the lightness of the surrounding air, even the color. If Elina is bright, that's all the field itself will be bright and light, but if it's dark on the other hand, that's all it sinks in and it'll be heavy.

Human beings with that power can only be called rare.

In addition to her natural talent as an armed summoner, she believed that the presence of Elina, who has the power to control the air of the field itself, must be important not only for Miliu, but also for Lyohan's future.

"... the intention"

The hell with Willedo, he felt it.

"I didn't know some humans could treat us without prejudice."

"The miracle encounter will surely bring us salvation"

"Let's hope so."

As Willedo snorted harshly, he raised his heavy hips.

"Then come. Your living room is upstairs."